🔵 By Dakota Schmoyer. Photo by lauragrafie.
It’s always loud and the sun is hidden behind a cloud so here comes the rain, how do I keep from going insane? My days are the same, I’m a number, not a name. I wish I could go back, get my life back on track, make up in the areas I lack… But there’s a bigger plan, it’s hard to see from where I stand. I want to help the lost souls behind these walls, see the beauty in all their flaws, I know there’s more to life for me, I’m being molded into the woman I’m meant to be.